Mystery Mika chats with Diablo

It’s no secret Mystery Mika works about 19 hours a day nearly 6 days a week at doing what it takes to keep these blogs/website going. On the evening that I got a chance to speak to Diablo Cody it was mere divine intervention that I was even outside. 

All I remember saying was ’please read my stuff’ I’m so embarrassed that I didn’t ask her how she was feeling. Oh my goodness that wasn’t very polite.

Please forgive me Diablo, if you are reading this… I forgot my mature manners… I was simply Star- struck. It was amazing to have such chic adrenaline coursing down my spine. I feel like a teen ager again.

 At 41 years, a lady doesn’t expect much to offer that sort of excitement. Thank you so much for that ageless, weightless moment.  I’ve only jumped so high at Prince concerts. As a matter of fact, I think that my sprained adductor muscles are cured.    

When night time cast it’s velvet cloak over our Skyline- I often pretend that I am jumping worm holes instead driving for miles. My day was spent chatting people up for interviews to add to  http://www.youtube.com/mysterymika all day (talk talk talk)

The girl baby wanted to nurse nurse nurse. She almost seemed like she was coming down with a bug. The stress of that added to me being tottally fried by the time I got on the phone with you. 

On top of that, my pack of hounds where a handful to attempt Socialization. We ended 3 dog outing with the camera being tossed to the ground.

My male dog (Butter) is not digging the fact that there a bigger male (Smoke) sniffing up on his wife Ruby. All of the dogs are fixed but according to the doctor if you neuter your dog later on in his life the tendencies are still in their minds. So right now I am having more trouble getting my docile cock a poo to chill out while Smoke walks freely.

 WHEW. that has nothing to do with Diablo but I’m getting to that part.

 Somehow I put on my dragon lady makeup and went out looking for something for my heart to chew on. (My love life sucks so I’m publically pinnig over it.)

Even though I had just sworn off men again, I notice a very distinguished cap on a cute little head. He was boyish, tall, thin and holding a pack of cigarettes.

He reminded me of being 25 but I’m so not 25. I remembered my oldest son’s dating rule immediately.

“Mom, you can’t date anyone under 30 because if you do they will be closer to my age than yours”

Ever since then, that’s been my rule. 

I don’t think he noticed that I had a crush on him before I started on about my writing and found out that you were his sister.

Anyway, it was nice to speak with you. I hope you enjoy the writing. Let Marc know if you need my number.

What a goof, I didn’t want to waste moments of disbelief rattling out numbers. I’d rather just jump.